She is running out of time,
Nothing can hide the fact she feels as worthless as a dime,
She has to pretend,
That she doesn't wish it could end,
To make him smile,
But meanwhile,
She is slowing down,
And is going to drown.
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The Broken Road
Poetry"Sometimes the broken road is the only way home." -Unknown Part Two: I guess I'm in love. --------- A collection of 2018 poems. 3/12/19 #227 in broken 3/13/19 #285 in finding happiness 4/6/19 #5 in living life
